“It’s been a long time since we met. You’re taller now, it seems.”
taehyung still does recall the first time they met - he had been brought along to a photoshoot, one of those “watch and learn” situations companies liked to put trainees through. he had stayed backstage, of course, being a mere trainee himself at the time, but accidentally he bumped into the star of the photoshoot along the corridors. he’s not sure up to this day how he came out of it without being scolded for even breathing in the direction of someone much more important than him, but woobin had been friendly and the two easily fell into conversation.
it had been a huge deal for taehyung at the time, to talk to someone known and famous while he was still dreaming of his own success. woobin ended up as someone that taehyung found himself looking up to, following his modeling job and feeling this warm sense of pride each time they met again.
“am i? i do hope so. i wouldn’t mind growing as tall as you.” he laughs, smile easily falling on his lips like greeting an old friend. it’s gentle just the same and taehyung is glad to interact with the older man again. “it’s nice to see you, hyung- i hope work has been treating you right?”
